Patreon Compilation – Fic#295 – Zelda/Ganondorf – dark timeline; nipple play; (sort of) spreader bar; impregnation kink – The Darkest Timeline

Ganondorf/Zelda – Ganondorf won and now he has two cute new playthings. He leaves Link to his guards while he pays full attention to the delightful princess.

Part 1 (AO3 Link)

Part 2 (AO3 Link)

Part 3 (This Part)

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Zelda is still coasting on the warm, fuzzy feeling of her orgasm, toes prickling and fingers going numb because she has curled her hands into tight, shaking fists in her lap.

Slowly she starts to calm down, relaxing her muscles bit by bit and remembering how to breathe. Her cunt feels like a wound; hot and swollen and throbbing between her thighs. She tries to squeeze them closed but Ganondorf’s hands are now on her knees, keeping them spread with gentle cruelty.

“Did you enjoy yourself, princess?” he murmurs. Once she stops trying to close her legs, he can let his hands wander again; his fingers tickle up the inside of her thigh. Her breath catches, back arching slightly as she waits for him to touch her swollen labia – but just before that happens, he pulls away again.

“You… you are a monster,” Zelda whispers, body breaking out in goosebumps.

He grasps her jaw, pulling her head forward. With a voice low and unaffected by her antagonizing words, he orders: “Look at them, my dear. How much fun they’re all having. With your appointed knight. With you. Am I such a monster when I provide so much entertainment for my men?”

Zelda can’t help but look just like he ordered. A few of the guards that have either already gotten their fill of Link or are still waiting for their turn, are looking up at her, their faces slack with lust and their fists around their cocks, seemingly just holding on as they watch her performance.

Her cheeks flush hot, her pulse throbbing fast in her face and neck and… still in her clit. Her swollen, sensitive clit.

Link is barely visible between the bodies of the men; just a toy that they bounce between them, filled with cock and cum.

Zelda swallows jerkily. She hates how watching him is causing her body to heat up yet again. How even as she’s still throbbing and sensitive from her last orgasm, she’s already starting to crave the next.

How she is… jealous of Link in his predicament because at least he is getting speared on dick while she herself is only forced to feel that nice big cock pressing up against her ass. Teasing her with the humongous fill but not giving it to her. Because at his core, Ganondorf is cruel.

As if to underline this, he suddenly pinches her swollen nipple between his blunt fingers and squeezes.

Zelda’s eyes go wide, her mouth forming a slack little ‘o’ of surprise as a sharp electric current races through her body. She can’t even look down, his other hand is still holding her jaw, his thick fingers digging into her soft cheeks.

The pressure around her nipple grows to an intensity that borders just shy on painful. Her fingers curl again into tight fists, her eyes closing as there appears to be a nerve somehow connected directly between her nipples and her cunt.

Tears sting the backs of her eyelids. She refuses to make a sound… but can’t help the moaning little gasp ripping out of her the moment he releases the pressure around her nipple. He’s having mercy on her. His fingers are still pinching the sensitive bud but after the earlier abuse, Zelda can barely even feel it.

The painful throb radiates out from her nipple into the soft tissue of her little tits and down into her arms and fingertips.

She can feel his breath against her ear; warm and tickling. Just one more sensation that she can barely wrap her head around before he starts in on the squeezing once more; pinching her fat little nipple until her eyelids flutter and a gurgling little groan bubbles from her throat.

She’s up there again. She barely came down from her orgasm and is already right back there at the precipice, brough there by Ganondorf as if it were nothing. He’s laughing. He’s laughing at her because he knows exactly what he’s doing and how easy she is for it.

He knows that she is nothing but a little slut, her body starved and needy for the attention.

As if to add insult to injury, Ganondorf lets go of her jaw and allows her to watch as he slowly pulls on her nipple, dragging her small breast into a little peak. Seeing it is almost worse than feeling it. Zelda is going cross-eyed just watching it; especially when he treats her other breast to the same…

It feels like she is being milked and all she can do is whine for it and try to close her legs which is absolutely impossible the way they are hooked around his knees.

Ganondorf pulls first on one, then the other, slowly, letting the callouses on his fingers catch against Zelda’s sensitive skin until just the soft drag of them against her is making her feel like her eyes are about to pop out of her skull.

Her cunt is pulsing between her thighs. She can feel herself starting to drip; creating a wet spot on the fabric of his harem pants. Her fingers twitch, bound wrists rotating in her shackles.

Ganondorf keeps up the sweet torture, squeezing her nipples yet again. They are plump little peaks for him, swollen as if she already was with child. She’s had trouble in the past making sure they wouldn’t lewdly poke against the fabric of her dresses and give her subjects an eye full… and now Ganondorf seems to have found an absolute delight in playing with them.

“You will become my consort, princess,” he suddenly murmurs, voice low and rough and intimate right against her fever hot ear. “Someday soon I will pump you full and keep you swollen with my seed until it takes. And then you will grow for me. Your belly…” One of his large hands cups her stomach, his warmth more encompassing than that of the desert that he comes from.

“And your delicious little breasts.” He stops teasing her nipples altogether for a moment, his hand so large that it easily spans across her chest, covering her tits and pressing them flat against her ribcage.

“You will bear my children. You will forget what it feels like not to be heavy with them. What it feels like not to nurture them with these delightful little tits.”

He moves his hand a little to press one single finger against the tip of one, slowly rotating it. It is the… oddest feeling that makes her clit feel electrified. Zelda’s breath hitches, her hips jerking. She can’t help it.

She just needs to…

Twisting her hands, she slowly slips a few fingers between her legs. She can feel how slippery her skin has become, her slick having been smeared practically everywhere by those large, gentle hands of the demon behind her.

Before she can strum her fingers through the swollen gash of her peach, however, Ganondorf suddenly grabs her forearm and pulls her hands high up and out of reach.

There’s laughter in his voice as he announces loud to the whole room: “Oh no, princess! You are not yet allowed to pleasure yourself for me! Today is all about what I can do to you and how beautifully you react to it. We will sit here until you beg for my seed. Until you are a crying, bubbling mess, yearning for me to fill you up and pump you full.”

His tongue, big and warm and soft, drags across Zelda’s ear as he moves her arms up high and back until they are hooked over his head. She feels… exposed to the room. More so than before. Everything she has being on display; her pale skin flushed an eager, desperate pink now that he’s teased her like this. Her pussy feels horribly swollen; so very ripe for the plucking. Just… wanting to get filled. Exactly like he said.

Zelda bites her lips and clenches her eyes closed, trying to not make a sound.

His hands return to her chest, plucking her nipples. He uses his blunt nails to dig into the swollen peaks until she can’t help but cry out; low and rough and wholly animalistic. Her pussy throbs in time with the rabbit fast heart beat pounding in her chest.

“I will adorn you with beautiful jewelry,” he promises her. “I will personally pierce your teats and hang beautiful, heavy gems from them so every movement you make will get you wet and excited for your new husband to return and fill you up again all anew.

I will be in your head and your body, my queen. I will be everything you can think about.”

Zelda whimpers, her whole body shaking. She can… she can see it. By the Goddesses, but she can.

And all her body does is tremble in mindless anticipation of what is to come.